Voice of a Poet

Poet your voice chants in the corridors of milieu ideas and constant change. Like trickling waters it smoothes the soul making us whole. In the desert, words become the cup that pours sweet wine for us to toast. Binding the imagery and visual, feast to post upon my heart. Devaluation of life now forged in the cavities of our memories. Journey poet and bring to us the words that move the light into darkness. Separates the skies from the winds fierce eyes, part the sands and build fortresses of trellis and mount the great walls.. Many may try to stop your path and many may block your way. But in the end, it is your words that echo in the corridors. Your reflection from the voice, silence is not enough to stop the voice that opens the doors to silent corridors.